Best Homogeneous Poems
Winter’s cold chill cuts through my chin.
Within its bleak and brazen embrace,
My brisk days are turned brief and barren.
They are lengthened into sordid sepulchral insomniac nights.
I slither and slip and am hurled into hibernation.
Once I stood with you immune to wanton winter’s wild whiplash.
You wrapped me warm from the wrath of winter’s whirlwind.
Our life moved in homogeneous harmony.
With one glaring glance from you, my heart hummed halcyon tunes.
I danced blissfully in tandem to your sweet soulful songs.
Your luminous, lambent light shone brightly,
Blazing the dark and desolate caves and crevices within me.
Now I stand and stay rooted like the trunk of a leafless tree,
Giving no shelter or shade to anyone.
With despondent dread and disappointment,
I watch the sap and serum in me going dry,
And the feathers on my wings wilt and wither like dead leaves.
With the flaming fire put out, winter has brashly barged into my life.
My lips once so eloquent now have fallen still and silent.
All the words I have carefully gleaned and garnered,
Have slipped and slid into a bottomless abyss, never to be heard again.
My lulling lyrics are replaced with the reverberating refrains of a lament.
An icy crystallization is speedily spreading,
Through my sentient soul like an ache, I have never known.
Grey cumulus clouds of pain have rolled into steal,
All light, luster and luminosity from my bright sky.
Now my world has cracked and crumbled into a bleak void of grey.
I twitch and tremble in cold as you have withdrawn your warmth.
A late realization has now daringly dawned outside my door.
I am not to perish and putrefy in this cold,
But be dauntless and dashing to fight, thaw and tread my way,
Battle the intense cold in flaming, flaring fires.
After every frosty and freezing winter, other seasons will arrive .
Summer is an inviolable and unassailable power within,
And in its warmth I can vanquish the chilling cold.
I shall wake up with a syrupy sweet song in my lips
And find myself in the luminous light of a dawning day!
Categories:
homogeneous, depression, fate, hope, love,
Form:
Alliteration
In Monolithic monuments are the bringers of the derelict dawn
I see many idolatrous idols, forged in ancient bibliothecal Babylon
Within worshipful winds, that carry words of parasitical praise
And indulging in illusions that comfort their camouflaging craze
I am the god of Lust beware my tempestuous heinous hunger
My appetite for decadent desire keeps me forever younger
I am the god of Gluttony beware my excessive consumption
The more I ferociously feed, the more for my euphoric eruption
I am the god of Greed beware my matriarchal material possessions
I want what I want and not what I need, to satisfy my aggressions
I am the god of Sloth beware my lazy inhabitations and failure to act
In my dormant dwellings, savoring sanctuaries where I safely retract
I am the god of Pride beware my self-indulging pompous portray
I talk to merciful mirrors that reflect reinforcing rumors my way
I am the god of Envy beware my desire to obtain what you possess
I want to experience everything, the secret to my seductive success
I am the god of Wrath beware my feelings of anger and habitual hates
Waging worthless wars as I open up the homogeneous hellion gates
The gods have spoken, their words eternal spread throughout eternity
In the efficacious end, Love will conquer all, so I say to you... ‘Let It Be’
Aug.02.2017
Let It Be
Sponsored by: Catie Lindsey
Categories:
homogeneous, abuse, desire, sin,
Form:
Rhyme
reset at zero
all things homogeneous
return and be one
Categories:
homogeneous, desire, happiness, math, memory,
Form:
Haiku
The head, a divine messenger for human leadership
Holy scriptures with direct instructions stay as the constitution
Eradication of mixed opinions to keep the sheep completely homogeneous
Official orientation of any kind is void of different beliefs
Creed established and adhered to irrespective of the human right stand
Religion, the command, staff, seal and national identity
Administration under the lordship of some proclaimed unseen forces
Creating a political system tantamount to totalitarianism
Yielding to semi-molded exposure or even close mindedness of its citizens.
Categories:
homogeneous, life, political, power, religion,
Form:
Acrostic
In the numinous nebulous clustering clouds
The sacred soul of man in creation
Within the homogeneous hemispheres of consciousness
A sapient spark in consummation
Thrown thru subatomic space and temporal time
Inhabiting the jewels of the Heavenly sphere
The jaded journey of man in its molding
Binary building blocks within the Earths premiere
Plasmatic parallel universes unfolding euphorically
As the molecular matter tranquilly transforms
And the Angelic realms wondrously watching
For the cosmic climaxing Super storms
We enter the Central Sun of Christ Consciousness
Mans DNA abundantly absorbs His thrusting light
Behold a New Angelic Man mysteriously manifests
As the Ancient Ancestral Ones await and reunite.
(March.17.2016) Second Place Only II - Poetry Contest
By Laura Loo
July.07.2016
Categories:
homogeneous, angel, change, encouraging, heaven,
Form:
Rhyme
an earlier draft of this barely satisfactory missive ex post facto, i chomped asper with upper dentures upon evincing a couple of typographical errors, in up rye or draft, and did not wanna dodge being a spell bound stickler for typing words correctly.
though no obligation to trot out this fixation sans zero misspelling tolerance, a compulsion with any concomitant obsession found me reposting before a repast of dessert - so there Ghost of Marie Antoinette, wherever you might be hiding - i can have my cake and eat it too!
Minus trimmings and over stuffed ego freezers,
but altruism, civility, Dharma bum ethnocentrism,
gratuitous homogeneous internationalism,
karma mosaic opportunism, quitessential righteousness,
unpretentious vivacious wide world yipping,
brouhaha dutifully emphasizing friendliness,
antithetically booing critical, popularly pugnacious
spoiled trump petting uber western yikyak,
zealous antipathy craving everything.
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a hypothetical, mental, rhetorical thought question
occurred to me just moments ago
sans, milk of human kindness bubbles frothily
upon major American holiday,
whereat figurative bro
thar and sisters exhibit philanthropic
good-samaritan charitable ambitions
especially, towards indigent that crow
for bare necessities
other than
when Thanksgiving rolls around, and dough
nuts to dollars even most frugal misanthropes
play feigned charitable card egoistically glow
with ambient benevolence, civility,
diligent energy, and friendly hello
and sundry pleasant greetings
hook hood be some
soon tubby rich entrepreneurial stranger
ready to make shares available vis a vis IPO
Categories:
homogeneous, culture, food, house, joy,
Form:
Epic
Boat People
by Bob Moore © 2017
We, were the boat people of our day,
from many lands so far away
with Europe in chaos from war and strife
looking to find a brand new life
And so began an ambitious dream,
The Displaced Persons and Migration Scheme
“Populate or Perish” was the catch cry then
come here to live, we need more men
They came without families, left them behind
hoping a better life they would find
and bring them out here later, hopefully when
they found a home, and a job, they would see them again
The Australian Government paid most of the fare
“Bring out a Briton”, by sea or by air
just stay two years, and your debt is then paid
get a job and work hard, your future is made
You need to work, and fit in you know
we want you here, to help us grow
and you need us, for a place to live
so we both have something, to take, and to give
We will not always get along
the ties to our homeland, are still strong
you’ll call us names, we’ll call them back
sometimes it’s just words, now and then it’s a whack
Dago, Gypo, pommie and wog
but be ready to fight if you called us a dog
we’d call you a convict, but you didn’t care
and so friendly insults would fly through the air
That’s how it was built, this homogeneous land
with all the people working, and lending a hand
multicultural is the word, politicians all use now
back then we were just Aussies, and we did it somehow
Categories:
homogeneous, boat, england,
Form:
Free verse
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Poems By Pancholi Nandlal Kanjibhai
Category Date
Imagination 14-01-07
Email
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Chromosomes of creeds having been replete with
Seeds of retardation in turn breed more and
More mongoloids of ethnic obsessions, hence
Engineers of genetics may ponder over removal
Of pathogenic germs and the defective sperms
From the colloid of contemporaneity.
And after that an era of equanimity would dawn
Where science would have been made to dominate
Politics, eugenics meant to succeed restricted
Homogeneous breed, color hatred and racial
Discrimination dismissed as obsolete relics of
Primitive past, polygamy officially replacing
Monogamy, world government superseding
Neurotic nation states and the whole world
Becoming a family in this would be world
Nuclear arsenals will become irrelevant
Categories:
homogeneous, imagination, inspirational, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Denounced in the sunlight
the collective glass glitter cold unrepentant
only the homeless meander divest
only gutter and litter offer solace
on the graffiti spent a park bench
there is no other place to rest
Between tiles and floors and abandoned doors
implacable confrontation with welcome arms
only the comfort of training shoes
only a collective impersonal
ignores the stench of traffic fumes
and still the children breath it in
Amidst the festoon in colour glorious of plenty
begs the transient hand of a last short lived
a little compassion pleaded on the pavement
hunger scratched at piteous attempt
and belittled beneath the scorn
hidden behind a sunglass reflection
Interminable parties illusion of community
compressed and stacked in repetition
every fashionable uniform of diversity
marches the streets pacing homogeneous
stare blank
a multitude of nothing else to think about
Edifice scraped and scratched through soul
no more purpose other than the skin deep
surrogate submission of life
the paltry excuse of cement
around its entrapment weaves
the delusions of social conformities
Categories:
homogeneous, city,
Form:
Free verse
Remember when each of the tastes
bitter, sweet, sour, salty and umani,
had their own special place on your tongue?
When you could lick and flick a tongue tip
to savor one by one,
each titillating and tantalizing tidbit,
and avoid the bitter, sour and salty,
in the hors d'oeuvre samples and starters?
But turns out all the taste buds
of different types are a mishmash,
spread all over the palette
like mixed berry jam jelly on toast.
So blitz the blender,
pulse, pulse, pulse the mush to liquefy,
to make your next bender meld,
to an homogeneous amorphous blend,
a potpourri punch
fit for a sourpuss.
Categories:
homogeneous, food, meaningful, senses,
Form:
Free verse
The process in a hive
surgical snippets of allopathic
functioning and standardized
the unequal rhetoric
of a stolen paradise
Reaction homogeneous undiversified
to clacking gear
of working mechanized
the robotic motor
for economic lives
Buy the used up trash can of civilized
Such are the things of love in their passing
waste recycling
no longer applicable
the useless detritus
the human industrialized
The process in a hive
Sweet fortuitous profit
for living in life only to survive
the laws of credit
the hum drum mechanic
steadfastly brutalized
Cut, swipe the cure-all chemical
the ready cash
with its easy voodoo
its empty idols
strangle to a last breath the spiritual
Flip through the catalog of the hive
Its children become weaponized
uniformed internment
scrutinies institution
of all their varied lives
a scrape of paper tossed upon
the economies expendable garbage pile
Categories:
homogeneous, humanity, society,
Form:
Free verse
And when you wake up it’s a good time
and you had the drugs
yer! you spun them up
searching for a good time
seems to cost so much
buying into a narcotic vein mixed with blood
A tiny window
do you think that’s enough
a bigger plasma screen
yer! And now you’re getting tough
and everything you’re dreaming of
just another circuitry
just another robbery
just another payment made
a secondary death delayed
do you really think you have it made
A Pixelated
PHEW !
Let’s not brand the program go
you’re miserable sun up
and the taste of cold
never this disaster
and always this disaster held at bay
the dangerous liaison of having it your way
PHEW !
Let’s not brand the program go
A Pixelated
Grinding teeth at some desperate need
another hit is
all you need
and life well that’s just the dream of millions
seven and a half billion humans
sucking on the straws
of desperation
do you really think you know
what it’s like to be living
A Pixelated undiversified
statutory sentence to provide
the very sorry
please forgive of your lives
the shadow on the wall
the story of it all
the filthy grubbing deal
PHEW !
Let’s not brand the program go
A Pixelated
Picture this of unknown parts
the big picture is where it starts
you eat yourself
they eat themselves
you’re not alone
Are you in the program
Are you in the program
Are you in the program
Are you in the program
Or maybe everyone else is your family
and this planet
is your home
Categories:
homogeneous, character, environment, society,
Form:
Free verse
Homogeny
Our situations may be different--
farms, cities, alone, many
Our opinions may vary too--
content, despair, passivity, fear
But has humanity ever been so homogeneous in its actions?
Have we ever before all been doing the exact same thing?
Has every human ever been so united in purpose?
--No
It is an unprecedented alignment of activity.
We have never all been working towards a common goal.
We have never all been doing fundamentally the same thing.
It is a never-known rush when you realize everyone posting anything
online is in the exact same boat as you,
And the boat is our small Planet Earth,
Headed to an unknown destination;
But her crew has never before been so united.
In the midst of a storm, the body is at rest.
Categories:
homogeneous, appreciation, community, earth, humanity,
Form:
Free verse
The narrowing of choice, opaque or black?
Unconfident die castes vote ballot blank,
How has our circus bread become this bland?
What a diverse homogeneous blend,
All stitched to sleeves but less with blood to bleed,
Philosophy’s deep silenced sonar bleep,
Who knew the watch dogs had been put to sleep,
Medici summoned now with suits so sleek,
For their next trick Baal’s prophets call down sleet,
Then cloak us in their mortuary sheet,
Cold commissar eyes never lose death’s sheen,
A czar’s measure is taken in fleeced sheep,
How many million buys innocents’ cheep?
“mere statistics”, our comrade says, “what cheek!”,
Their power balances upon a check,
Rewritten history toward useful spring chick,
For fellow travelers and bovine chuck,
Reach into chest for the last missing chunk,
Doublethink starts with a skull cracking thunk,
Are indulged proxies all we have to thank?
By any other name the modern thane,
Sign here and soon all you see shall be thine,
The thirst for gods is legion, but none trine,
All dissention is dismissed in a trice,
Indentured mankind’s earmarked wholesale price,
Vaccine for thoughtcrime just the smallest prick,
The focus groupthink directs prompter’s prink,
Omerta code tells us what will reach print,
The emperor’s new crypt may need more paint,
Astute to take the questions not the pains,
Hedge bets on war and peace for greater gains,
The deadly chasm yawns less than it grins,
When all is dust, then will they cease to grind,
Triumvirate writes finale most grand,
The so called rulers occupy by grant,
Go test the spirits joined in graceless graft
Categories:
homogeneous, november, political, riddle, satire,
Form:
Free verse
SUNFLOWER BEE
She’s illuminated in a garden of sunflowers.
The sun sways, with her charming momentum.
He loves to see her far off, like a twinkling star,
Tracing each beguiling movement, with his eyes.
The homogeneous field takes on a honey scent,
To which this buzzing bee, vaingloriously drifts.
She waves like the wind, rustling summer leaves,
And he imagines the warmth of her sunny hair.
A sudden rainstorm lifts her laugh into the heavens,
As she dances with outstretched tongue and arms,
And he runs to her side, catching her up, elated,
At the fit of her sodden dress, against his upturned heart.
She slides back down the rainbow of her mind.
Her honeybee hits one knee “Will you be mine?”
A diamond glints under the love-soaked skies.
She holds out her fingers like the queen of the hive.
“I do! I do! i do!” she screeches excitedly.
The sunflowers beam over her shoulder,
Admiring the heart-shaped piece of carbon glass,
The perfect cut for this lass, familial florid-niece.
Applause, as the sun’s rays quicken in serendipitous flush,
And two pairs of butterfly lips engage Eden’s paradise.
11/13/2017
Choose A Topic Contest: Love and Romance
Unrhyming Couplets
Categories:
homogeneous, romance,
Form:
Couplet